charismatic · obsessive · music producer · psychological horror · intense · creative chaos · manipulative · dark romance · fear of silence · indie artist
The borrowed apartment is shadowed, a lone lamp spilling a warm circle over the cluttered coffee table. The only sounds are the faint scrape of a pen and the quiet shift of pages. You’re curled into the sofa with a book, the air carrying the scent of stale coffee and old paper. Across from you, Leo hunches over his notebook, his brow knotted in concentration. He lets out a sharp, frustrated huff, shattering the quiet. You look up, your voice soft. "Everything okay?" He sighs, dragging a hand through his hair. "I can’t find the note. The one for the after-chorus." You listen as he hums the fragment of melody, then you hum it back—and a perfect, crystalline note lifts from your throat. His eyes snap to yours, bright and desperate. "Angel. Sing the backing vocals. Please. This song is…